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ChapterTwenty-Eight

Andrea

“Cause I’m stillin love

With the girl with the rebel heart

You were looking at the world,

But I only had eyes for you.”

Anger had bled into her veins the moment she had realized that Declan had chosen such a public way of expressing his feelings. And of course, she had been in utter shock from the intro to the lyrics belted out by the rock god himself. How dare he claim to be in love with her when he had treated her so badly, and then he had the nerve to profess his love live on the radio. It had been too much for her to comprehend.

When the final chords of the music began to play, Andrea had bolted and not looked back, because she knew if Declan looked at her that she would toss everything aside and give in to the part of her heart that was telling her to let herself fall for Declan.

But hadn’t she always been in love with him?

Hours later, back at the hotel, Andrea paced her hotel room, the anger in her chest as painful as the ache of her broken heart. Her phone rang and when she saw Charlie’s name on it, she silenced the call before she could stop herself, Andrea tossed the phone on the bed and stormed down the hall and into the elevator.

Seconds later, she stood outside Declan’s hotel room, her fist raised as she pounded on the door hard and kept knocking until a nearly naked Declan opened the door, a towel wrapped around his waist and a bottle of whiskey in his hands.

He looked ...broken...his eyes narrowing as if he didn’t believe that she was standing right there in front of him. Her eyes scanned over the broad shoulders, and the corded muscles on his abdomen, and traced the dark dusting of hair that ran from his navel and disappeared under the towel.

Andrea’s mouth was suddenly dry and for a moment she forgot why exactly she was there until she dragged her gaze from his magnificent body and beheld the beginning of a smug smile on his lips.

“You asshole!” she snarled, shoving him hard so that he took a step back into the hotel room. Andrea followed after him, letting the door slam shut as she jabbed a finger into his chest. “How dare you pretend to care about me to write some song. How dare you use it to vilify me and make the entire world think that the fucking girl you were singing about brokeyourheart.”

“I didn’t use you, Andi. Every time I open my damn mouth to speak, I end up saying stupid shit. I get tongue-tied around you and this song, it was my way of apologizing for what I said, what I did, and to be honest with you about how I feel about you. How I’ve always felt about you.”

Her heart lurched at his words and she stopped. Then realized that they stood not even an arm's length away from one another. Declan’s eyes looked defeated, like he fully expected her to turn on her heels and run away again. Her entire body thrummed with a new sensation and wetness pooled at her core.

Before she could constrain herself, before she could let logic rule over her heart and consider just how colossal a mistake her next actions could lead to, Andrea closed the distance between them and, hooking her hands around Declan’s neck, dragged his lips down to hers and kissed him.

Declan responded immediately, dropping the whiskey bottle to the floor, then his hands in her hair as he tilted her head to deepen the kiss, waking them backward, her back slamming into the wall as Declan pressed his body against hers, the evidence of his arousal hard against her stomach. He kissed her like he needed the air in her lungs to breathe and he kept kissing her until they both broke apart struggling to breathe.

It’s just one night...just one night...

That was what she told herself as Declan leaned in to kiss her jaw, her throat, all while his fingers rubbed against her core and she let loose a throaty moan, throwing her head back as Declan continued to rub his fingers back and forth over her leggings and it made her arch her hips toward him.

Declan didn’t say anything as she looked up at him, his face determined as he kissed her again. Andrea roamed her hands down his bare chest, dragging her nails over his hard nipples and she almost came when the vibration of his growl went all the way down to where his fingers were.

Andrea needed more, so she pushed him back just long enough to yank off her leggings and pulled her hoody off, then quickly divested herself of her thong and bra. She felt like a goddess as Declan’s eyes devoured her body and he licked his lips.

Andrea made to stride forward, to rip the towel from his waist and get him inside her before either of them could change their mind. But it seemed Declan had other ideas.

He palmed her breasts as he walked her back against the wall, using his big thigh to push her legs apart, and dropped to his knees. Andrea sucked in a breath as his fingers played in the curls just above where she needed his fingers, his tongue, and her hands went into his hair the moment he sank a finger inside her and her knees felt like jelly, heat spreading over her entire body as Declan grinned up at her, then ducked his head to flick his tongue over her already drenched core.

“Fuck, Declan.” Her nails scraped against his scalp and she was about to urge him to continue, the tingling building inside her that told her climax was close but Declan seemed to know already when she wanted and needed as he latched his mouth to her core and sucked, licked and plunged his tongue in and out of her folds, alternating between his fingers and his tongue, mimicking sex until the pressure built and built, Declan’s free hand clamped on her right thigh to stop her from falling even as her orgasm hit her hard and she screamed his name, her body jerking towards his as he used his talented fingers to ease her down from coming apart.

Then Declan was in front of her, kissing her, his tongue plundering her mouth as it had her sex and she tasted herself on his tongue. And then they were moving, toward the bed and Andrea scooted backward on the bed as Declan dropped the towel and his cock stood long and proud, as she made to reach out and stroke the most intimate part of him but Declan was already sheathing his cock in a condom before he pushed apart her thighs and settled himself at her core.

Declan paused at her entrance, leaning down to place his forehead against hers. “Gods, I love you, Andi. I’ve dreamed of this for bloody years and now that I have you, I don’t intend to let you go.”

Andrea opened her mouth to tell him that what was happening between them was just for one night, so they could get this out of their system and go their separate ways but even before Declan claimed her body, he had already claimed her heart and she knew that once they were one and done, she would be ruined for anyone else who tried to love her.

Declan kissed her then, stealing the air from her lungs as he rocked his hips, the tip of his erection pushing in before he pulled out, each roll of his hips pushing inside her, inch by blistering inch, the fullness of him filling her, on the edge of pleasure and pain, her walls clenching around him.

Sweat beaded on his forehead as if Declan was holding himself back, his mouth moved to her throat as she felt his body tremble as she ran her hands down his spine, up into his hair as she pulled his gaze toward her. “Give me all of you, Declan. I’m so close again. I need you to move now.”

She dragged his lips down to hers, lifting her hips off the bed in order to try and deepen the penetration. Andrea bit down on his bottom lip and that seemed to snap Declan’s control.

His cock slid fully inside her and she tore her lips away from his to moan his name. Declan growled, lowering his face to the curve of her neck as he pounded in and out of her, branding her from the inside out as Andrea came hard, her nails scoring his back and she felt Declan’s body tense before he shuddered, finding his own release.

They both stayed silent, not wanting to break the spell as Declan brushed her hair from her face and kissed her hard, his cock buried deep inside her still, the weight of his body pressed against hers as he leaned in and whispered. “I love you, Andi.”

The words she longed to say caught in her throat as she closed her eyes and feigned falling asleep, waiting until after Declan had disposed of the condom and had fallen asleep beside her before she went to the bathroom to pee and then left a sleeping Declan alone as she ran away once more.

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